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Intercessor
by Philip F De Pinto
Upon closer exam
Your feeble plan
Albeit it was sweet
Was to make as endearing a retreat
As would extricate you
From the colony of bones
Curved hull like
To clone far and away
From the sleeping man
Or was he slipped the Mickey?
The fullness of your own aperture
To pursue or pull away
From the nature of men's bones altogether
To compile a tome much less manly
Lest something of a softer or harder
And less binding nature intercede
As will have you speed read
Or finger crawl back
To the hell or paradisiacal chapters
Of who I am
03/01/2017 Posted on 03/01/2017
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 03/02/17 at 04:00 PM Oh Philip, who amongst us could stand up to 'a closer exam' of our life or personality. Here on this site it may be only the gift of our poetry or attempts at such which 'holds' us together. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/29/20 at 04:47 AM Sweetly sad, her departure. Lovely POTD! |
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